Life is amazing.
And it's awful.
And in between the amazing and the awful,
it's ordinary and mundane
Breathe in the amazing,
hold on through the awful
and relax and exhale
during the ordinary.
That's just living.
amazing, ordinary life.
And it's breathtakingly beautiful.
Not too long ago, I saw the prose by Knost on a friend's Facebook page. And I thought about how it so poetically describes this season of life - and death - on the farm.
But sometimes there's a back story - a story that doesn't have a happy ending. Or it may take a whole lot of extra work.
Today, I'd planned a blog post about how all our efforts for another baby calf were paying off. But, the story has a different ending than we'd planned.
We were trying to save the surviving twin born to heifer No. 880. One of the twins died at birth.
But, Monday morning, Randy found that the calf had died overnight. So the hopeful story - contrasting life and death - suddenly became a lot less joyful.
I realize the death of a calf does not come close to the death of a beloved family member. We learned about the death of such a father and much-respected community member to cancer that same morning. Another rural family I know of via the blogging world is dealing with their son's paralysis after a skiing accident. There are many others recovering from surgery or facing other challenges - whether they be physical, mental or spiritual. This little story about a calf can't compare to these human trials.
But as I read the tributes to the man who lost his battle with cancer and I saw more posts of support for that family as their son continues rehab sessions, I thought more about it. Life is amazing. And it's awful. And then it's ordinary and mundane.